A couple weeks ago my neighbor Anne convinced me to try her Yoga studio downtown above Duffy’s in downtown West Palm Beach. It’s hot yoga so right off I was reluctant. The instructor that day is a good friend of hers…but to be honest she’s a bit of a bitch. I’ve been doing Yoga for years and I normally just hold a piece of gum against the inside of my cheek while doing yoga so I don’t have to stop, get a drink of water and lose my breathing. I’m not chewing gum during class, it just keeps my mouth moist. She just said, “no, spit it out” and held her hand out. So, quite matter-of-factly I just spit it out in her hand. Then the entire class she went on and about letting go of anger, etc and just would not shut the fuck up and let us enjoy our yoga practice. Like a passive aggressive tone throughout the entire class aimed at me. The class itself wasn’t even close to challenging and the only hard part was getting past the heat in the room and putting up with her tone. Needless to say I’m not going back. Here’s... Continue Reading